Marissa
Monica and Serena have been taking turns taunting me in my dreams all night, with Owen and Oliver standing back to watch, cackling and laughing the whole way through. Because apparently now in my dreams, Owen and Oliver are buddies, and they’ve orchestrated the perpetual cycle of torture and humiliation together. My body aches from their endless torment, but the damage to my heart and soul is even worse.
There’s always a pervasive sense of fear and trepidation in my dreams, but this time it’s different. This time I’m mostly left feeling hopeless. I don’t know how to defeat the bad guys and escape this level, so the game just keeps bringing me back to try it all over again. And each time, there are more bad guys, and though they started out as different groups that I had to fight
